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More lemony goodness brought to you by Acid Rain and
Squaresoft. A little plot pitched in by yours truly. If you are confused, Acid
Rain and I are NOT the ones making the money and Squaresoft is NOT the one
printing perverted stuff. � At least, I don�t think they are�

I cannot imagine how you would stumble upon this and not
expect yaoi, but just in case� THERE BE YAOI AHEAD! Don�t let all the talk of
kitties fool you! This is for grown ups only! Quasi noncon continues.

Fever: Chapter 10

You give me
fever, when you kiss me

Fever when you hold me tight
(�Fever� by Peggy Lee)

After Zell killed a man -who was easily a foot and a half taller
and probably three times his weight- in record time and with nothing but
vicious rage and bare hands, Seifer didn�t expect the Chicken-Wuss to actually
cry.

Seifer always thought the little shit was just totally tough
and mean and � well, just a tiny package of badass. So when the beaten, bloody little martial artist turned his huge,
round blue eyes on Seifer and they swam with unshed tears, Seifer blinked
rapidly and couldn�t think of anything else to say for several seconds. The tears started rolling down the tattooed
boy�s cheeks. Zell tried to stifle them but the sobs choked out of him, and
Seifer moved forward to try to quiet Zell and even comfort him. Yeah, he picked on the Chicken-Wuss and even
made him cry a few times, but no one else was supposed to!

Then the smell hit him, making Seifer take a step back
before he touched Zell.

Whoa.

Seifer had smelled that before on other victims of those�
bastards.

Hyne�s ass-crack, how much of that shit did they use on
him? He�s gotta be in agony!

He looked Zell over.
Flushed, lips and nipples swollen, cock hard and painful looking� a
strange pattered rash breaking out over Zell�s belly and thighs�

Yeah, they damn
near poisoned him with it.

And Esuna barely touched it. But it would help a little and keep Zell from going into
convulsions. Seifer touched his
forehead and drew on the magic, and let the sparkles wash over Zell, who just
cried harder, partially with relief and partially because, not being drunk
anymore, it just hurt worse.

Seifer did NOT want that sticky fuckme shit on him, he�d be
just as useful to Zell then as a monkey on crack, so he yanked up one of the
still slightly too warm blankets left amongst the burnt garbage that used to be
the pirate�s camp and held it up and held his arms out to Zell. �C�mon,
Chickie, I won�t hurt ya. I never lied
to you. Come here and I won�t hurt you,
I promise.�

Zell�s arms wrapped around himself and he shuffled a few
steps towards Seifer, hesitantly. He
saw that Seifer, too, had the pointed ears, the sharp teeth and slit pupils of
the Fever. Seifer smiled at him, a
sweet shadow of that nastier grin Zell was more used to, and Zell ignored the
sharp stony ground and ran to him, sobbing heartbrokenly and clinging to the
bigger young man. And rubbing on
him.

Oh, shit, no.
Gah�!

The combination of the smell of the drug and the muscular,
lithe little body rubbing with sensuous desperation on him nearly made Seifer
fling Zell down and just fuck him right there.

But I promised�
so� sorry Zelly.

Seifer gestured and called the power again, and Zell sagged
against him in a restless, squirming sleep.
Seifer wrapped him up and shifted him so he was carrying the little
martial artist like a child in his arms.

He looked around the camp. �Get things tallied and sorted.
Clean up the place and cover the obvious burns so they can�t be spotted from
the air. I�ve got to get Zell back to
the Charger.� Seifer turned back to his craft, which was gliding to a stop
nearby now that the Pirates couldn�t hear the approach.

The catlike creatures swarmed over the camp, obedient to
their Captain.

Zell woke up thrashing in water that he realized was a bath
� warm and scented with lemon and mint.
Seifer had set his nose, which is what woke him up. Ow.

He blinked a few times.
He was in a tub, with Seifer playing the warm water over him and washing
all the scurf and blood away. Seifer cast Cura on him, which felt sinfully good
as all the pains washed away.

Seifer? Giving me
a bath?? How�s that happy crappy?!

But not all the pain was gone. His balls hurt� his nipples ached and his cock was livid and
painfully swollen. Zell felt light
headed and when the water washed over his loins, he threw back his head and
panted.

Seifer dropped the shower nozzle as if his hand had gone
numb. �Er� I�ll get you something to wear and maybe you should just go right to
bed, Zell. I�I�ll be back in a few
minutes, finish getting washed up.�

Seifer got the command back in his voice towards the end,
there, and admired his own sheer guts for being able to speak at all when what
he wanted to do was dive on that naked, wet sex toy squirming in his tub and �eep! He veered away from that and went to get the
bed ready, walking a little stiffly, as his pants seemed a little tight.

Yeah, Zellyboy, you pull yourself off while I get you some
of my sweats to wear and I�ll just think about doing my taxes and taking out
the trash or something. Because I just
can�t think when you�re all hot and sweet and sweating out that scent of the
wedding wine � makes me crazy. And I
had enough of that during the sorceress war.

The mind of the Host clicked in his, making Seifer
pause. Will Not Work, Captain. Wedding Wine will not release that way, the
Magic generally requires penetration.
He will not find release until he is mated as per the magical geas. At the very least, someone beside himself
must touch him for him to gain release.
And as much as they gave him it is going to last hours, if it wears off at
all.

�Ah, buggary with mice, what the fuck am I supposed to do?�

Fuck him.

�Shut up, I know the guy! I can�t just casually roll him
over and pork him like a whore!�

Then it is possible that the magic and the drug will
devour him and make him good for nothing else � it can destroy his mind. As you have seen in the past.

Seifer could not help but shudder at that. He�d been on more recovery missions than he
cared to think about in the last year.
He always cringed when he thought of the empty eyes of the slaves � he
thought it would be easy for him to just shrug off any feelings for the victims
after suffering Ultimicea�s mind games and puppetry as an example - but it was
not. These were harmless little people,
peasants, wives, anyone, not soldiers that the Pirates were snatching up and
making into mindless sex toys. He took
off his wet shirt and threw it angrily across the room of his cabin.

Shiva�s tits, that�s what they were going to do to Zell.

He noted that it seemed to be taking a long time for Zell to
stop running the water and after a brief lip chewing, Seifer decided to go on
in and check on him and make sure he didn�t drown or something stupid. Anything to keep from thinking of Zell as
one of those empty eyed sex dolls, just waiting for the next man to throw him
down and fuck him, hurt him, anything, as long as he got touched. It � hurt Seifer to think of that, and he
didn�t like that. It felt too much like
a weakness.

When he opened the door, Zell had the cold water on full
blast and was shivering and blue lipped under the stream, his cock still hard
as glass and tears streaming down his pretty, almost childish looking
face. He turned away a little as Seifer
came in, teeth chattering audibly. �Nn,
no, Seifer, go �way��

�Shut up, Chicken.�
He said gently, getting some towels. Poor Zell was so cold he was
blue. Seifer gathered him up easily, he
was so small and curled up around himself shivering just made him smaller.

Zell�s shivering was near convulsive, he shook in Seifer�s
arms and turned his face away, he was so ashamed of the rampant, painful
erection that just would not go away.

Seifer was trying to get up the nerve to suggest to Zell
gently that maybe � he could� you know� when Zell�s cold bare skin came into
contact with Seifer�s.

�dun caw m�dat.� Zell mumbled and plastered himself to
Seifer�s bare chest, rubbing his face on the warm skin. Oh, and he wanted to rub his cock on the
man, but goddamn if he would admit it.

Seifer�s snort and
chuckle made him mad. Zell didn�t want Seifer to go away, he wanted the big
dumb mean bastard to� touch him. Not
cuddle him like a little boy. Against
his hard, muscular chest� and belly� bare, golden skin�

Ooooh, just
the idea of Seifer�s hand on his cock, on his nipples, between his thighs, it
made him feel � warm� hot� burning� burning up inside, Hyne, want him inside
me�

Seifer blinked as the shivers stopped and Zell�s blue skin
warmed up to fever pitch under his hands abruptly. It was almost like having an electric skillet cut on under his
hand. Zell�s eyes flickered up and
trapped his.

Feral, violently blue, and hungry. �Zell� you need to get GACK!� Seifer was
abruptly shoved over without a chance to counter it � Zell was after all,
master of leverage - and unfortunately he fell into the draining tub, Zell on
top of him. Which did actually seem to
be Zell�s intent.

Seifer�s head cracked against the tile and he saw
stars. By the time he gathered his
wits, Zell had Seifer�s belt off and his pants unbuttoned and was rubbing
against him as he yanked at the trousers. Zell started kissing down Seifer�s
belly.

�Wait! Zell! No, no�.noooooo�dammit� Chickenwuss OW!!!�

Zell had nipped him on the belly and drawn blood, which he
now licked off of Seifer�s hipbone.
�Dun� call me dat.�

Seeing Zell�s very, very sharp teeth that close to his
privates made Seifer decide dear little Chickenwuss could do whatever he wanted
down there. Besides, Seifer was getting
hard.

Zell had started to
sweat, the stuff beading up on him. He
was sweating out the drug the pirates had given him and the scent of it was
starting to very much make Seifer wish Esuna worked on that particular
effect. When Zell rubbed up against
him, leaving sweat against Seifer�s skin, the places he touched tingled. Seifer
cursed under his breath. Zell still had enough Wedding Wine in his system to
make his very sweat have the same arousing effect on Seifer to a lesser degree.

Seifer was really
starting to be pissed off about the whole drug thing. Poor Zell. Screw that! This is ridiculous!! I�m about to be ravished by a Chickenwuss!

It was obviously unavoidable. Zell was making breathy little noises and licking down, nibbling
occasionally just enough to pinch but not really hurt. Made Seifer a little nervous, yes, it
did. �Don�t you bite me, Zell, I�m
warning you� ow!�

Zell looked up at him and grinned, showing off those
remarkably sharp teeth of his, and went back to nipping and licking and tugging
Seifer�s trousers away from what he was after.
Seifer groaned.

So much for being the rescuing hero. How I�m going to explain this?

Then all of Seifer�s thoughts just imploded as Zell�s mouth
started working on his hardening dick, the little rough, soft tongue almost
painful as it explored every part and lingered over the salty, moist
opening. Seifer thought he was going to
just burst into flames right in the tub, burning them both up to little lusty
ashes.

Then Zell took a deep breath and started swallowing Seifer�s
cock. Seifer had a vague �holy shit!�
thought but mostly, he just gasped and dug his fingers into the blonde boy�s
hair and tried not to start thrusting. He felt the throat muscles tighten
around him, squeezing and urging him to come.

Wait a minute� why am I fighting this? Seifer laughed and stopped trying to
hold back from the urgent, insistent Zell�s efforts and in a matter of seconds,
was gasping and forcing Zell�s head down until the martial artist�s nose was
buried in the dark gold curls at the base of Seifer�s cock. Zell not only did not seem to mind, he was
working as hard as he could, making muffled little noises and working his
tongue and throat � and then � he stopped.

Seifer felt dazed and was about to scream with frustration
as Zell�s warm, wet mouth suddenly left him, his cock throbbing all lonesome
and cold without anything to keep it company.
Zell had moved up and was straddling his belly, squirming on top of him
and licking at his neck, nipping at his ears.

Fuck licking me there, get back where you
were you little� �Zell, what the
hell are you mrmp?� Zell pounced on
Seifer with tongue and lips and teeth, raping his mouth with deep, rough
kisses, letting Seifer taste himself on Zell�s lips and tongue. And the sweat on Zell�s lips tasted of the
drug � gaaah, he�s going to make me as mindless as he is at this rate,
crap! Whoa, body, down, penis, down!

Well, that didn�t� work, either. Crud.

Seifer started trying to
get Zell off of him when the martial artist ground his tight, hard muscled ass
down into Seifer�s hips, and Seifer�s cock nestled up Zell�s ass-crack. Zell�s moans and whispers just sort of swam
over Seifer, his heart was pounding too hard for him to hear or understand
whatever the hell he was saying. An odd
image of his wiener, hotdog like in the crack of Zell�s �bun� almost made him
laugh out loud for a moment as Zell rubbed his ass on him� and then rose up and
started impaling himself on Seifer�s hot, pulsing prick.

Seifer banged his head on
the tub with a nice �bong� sound and his vision blurred, but he didn�t actually
care at that moment. Later, when he was
nursing the goose egg under his hair, he would care. Right now, that almost
painfully tight ass riding his cock was all he could focus on.

Zell gasped and pumped away
on Seifer, who was starting to get that � mad on that he got when he started
feeling out of control, that things were being taken out of his hands.

Try to help the
Chickenwuss slutboy and I get jumped like I�m a masturbation toy? I don�t think so!

Gathering his few
remaining wits, Seifer reached up and grabbed Zell by the hip with one hand and
the shoulder with the other. He pushed himself into a sitting position,
strength and balance helping him not to dislodge Zell. The Martial Artist
squirmed and hissed at him, cursing him, feral eyes flashing and sharp teeth
gnashing at him.

Seifer slapped Zell across
the face. Zell looked astonished more
than hurt and bit at him, so Seifer slapped him again.

Zell could not defend, he was
forced to cling to Seifer or tumble backwards into the base of the tub.

Seifer didn�t even notice
Zell�s sharp nails digging into his arms.
He tipped Zell back until he was leaning back on Seifer�s slim, muscular
thighs and then Zell found himself being held against the sloping back of the
tub, the chill on his skin making him shiver, and the shiver caused Seifer to
gasp and thrust just a little.

Zell felt small and
helpless as Seifer forced the martial artist�s legs up and started thrusting,
just short, gentle thrusts at first, but then a hard, deep thrust that made
Zell clutch at him and moan.

�Oh� Seifer�Seifer� please�Hyne, it feels so good�fuck me you big
bastard, fuck me, gods, use me, oh, oh�� Zell wrapped his legs around Seifer,
sliding them up and hooking them over the golden blonde�s shoulders, unable to
do anything now but be fucked, stretched, penetrated.

Seifer held him down,
unable to get away, unable to even do more than squirm on his hardness, hotter
than his insides, paradoxically soothing the flames while beating them with
each thrust to a bone melting heat that made Zell start to whimper and beg for
release.

Seifer pinched Zell�s
nipples hard and pistoned into him relentlessly. His mind fogged over with the feverish, driving need to ream this
little piece of ass, to claim what he�d always thought of as his anyway. Seifer saw a flash of intense light in the
back of his skull and gasped as everything whited out, blood roaring like a
tsunami in his ears and it felt like Creation exploded forth as he came inside
Zell�s squirming, pumping ass, listening to Zell�s cries, feeling Zell�s
burning hot ejaculation against his chest and lower jaw, all of that burning
and exploding and expanding and releasing, shuddering. He found himself holding
a half unconscious Zell who was whimpering and grinding on him in the last
throes of orgasm, those little jerks and twitches and gasps as he receded into
the afterglow making Seifer feel a tightening in his chest.

No. No, I am not
going to fucking act like a loser here and tell him I love him or something
stupid.

Seifer slowly withdrew
from Zell, afraid he�d hurt him but so far, that did not seem to be the
case. Zell was moving in a languid,
sensual manner, sighing and � slowly getting hard again.

Oh, no�no, Zelly, c�mon, don�t do this to me�

He sighed with a little relief as Zell seemed to go to sleep,
slightly hard but not too bad, not the swollen, painful erection he�d had
earlier. Seifer, since they were both in
the tub anyway, grabbed the shower sprayer and played it over both of them,
making Zell squirm and protest unhappily and wordlessly, but at least they were
rinsed off and reasonably clean. Seifer
sighed and pulled off his bathwater-sodden pants and then the rest of his
clothes, and went to get more towels to dry them both off.

Hyne, was sex with Zell going to be like this every time�?

He froze. No.
No, Almasy, no. We are here to
do a job for the King. We are not here
to � reform relationships�such as they were�

Briefly Seifer felt his
throat constrict, and angrily willed away the weakness. I don�t care.
They�re not my friends. We � were just
raised together. I don�t care. I don�t want any of them. So just shut up.

The Host listened in and
shook their heads. This will be
more difficult than anticipated, we fear.

Seifer raised an eyebrow
at the cats that had come in when he opened the bathroom door earlier. What are you going on about now?

He lifted Zell, who snuggled very cutely and rubbed his
face on the towel as Seifer dried him off and carried him to the bed. Like a kitten. Heh. �That�s
my Kitten.�

He matches you.
Would be a good mate, we could breed you for coloring.

Seifer did a double-take
at the one visible ges that stayed with him, watching him tend to Zell. He
sighed and resumed tucking the small, damp muscular boy into the huge bed. He
smoothed down Zell�s hair and Zell nuzzled into his hand, giving him that
terrible tightness in his chest again and made his eyes burn for a second. He ignored it. �You�re kidding, right?�

No, you must take a mate sooner or later. Is he not beautiful? Is he not good to mate with? We tasted your mating, it was �

�You WHAT?! You were in my head while I was �� Seifer
sputtered.

Of course we were.
I am your ges. We are Host. I wished to see your mating and see if you
enjoyed the golden crested one. Which
you did, if I am any judge. He is so
aggressive and demanding, he is very good.
He tasted good in your mind.

�Host� you can�t do that! It�s � it�s goddamned rude!�

Who is this? A picture
flashed into his mind of Quistis. Quistis? Who is she?
She would be a good woman to complete the mating, then we could have
little Seifers to play with and teach and watch grow strong.

A mental picture of a beautiful child in Seifer�s
arms, with Zell�s big innocent eyes and impudent chin and Quistis�s sweet calm
face and intelligence swam up into Seifer�s mind and then the �camera� pulled
back and there were dozens of them playing and tussling in the yard, obviously
the ges did not quite understand exactly that humans usually didn�t have more
than one at a time. Or didn�t want to
understand. Or were teasing him again.

Seifer�s exasperation grew
and his cheeks were triangles of heat, the blush about to burn his eyes
out. �I� she�s� gah!�

Ah, some attraction, no?
Mmmm. Yes, Quistis and Zell, they will be for our Seifer. You must get her.

�I am not going to call
Quistis and be her goddamned Mystery Date!�

No, not for that.
For finding out why Zell is Lanian.
For finding out why pirates had your pretty Zell kitten. For finding out how many others are infected
so you may make a proper report to the King.

��Oh.� He rubbed the back
of his neck. He felt stupid, feverish
and slow. �Right. Okay. I�ll� get �right on that, I�ll contact the
King first and find out what he wants me to do.�

�Seifer�?� Zell whimpered
plaintively. �I�m so hot��

Seifer sighed. �Right
after I get Zell some water and see if I can get him tucked in.� He rubbed the back of his neck again. He was already feeling too warm,
himself. That damned drug� Even the
robe he pulled on felt too tight, itchy, and too hot. All Seifer wanted right
now was to curl up with Zell and get�some sleep, yeah.

Don�t fucking lie to yourself, Almasy. You want him, you want to be buried in his
sweet franticly bouncy ass up to the pubes and listen to him beg you to fuck
him again.

He heard the com-unit
trill faintly for him and looked at the Host.
The one visible scuttled over and listened to nothing for a moment.

Apologies, Seifer, it is the King. The Theocracy has sent a ship down to
Esther. He has further instructions for
you.

�The Pirates AND the
Theocracy are both here right now? Do I
get any kind of a break here?� He groaned, and Zell mewled faintly and squirmed
on the bed, half asleep. He wanted Zell
now, and it was just going to get worse.
He would take the message from the King of Black Mountain and then� he
would get some�er� rest� yeah�

The Host felt smugly that
they were going to get their way. The
poor unfortunate crested one, now rescued, would bond with their Almasy and he
would mate with a female and there would be kittens, yes!

Beautiful golden
babies.
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